What happens when Rylee Wyatt, her BFF, and their alter egos get together? Nothing much of interest, except stuff that seems to come from a strange, drug-induced sleep. I'm pretty sure I wrote this when I was high.

A/N: So I hope you all liked the first chapter, since I only got one reviewer…my best friend. I know apparently two different people reviewed, but she is the same person. HAHAHAHA YOU HAVE BEEN REVEALED!

SO-onward with the immaturity and dirty jokes shall we? If you didn't get the whole 'bananas and doughnuts' thing in the last chappie, don't try. You will just end up as messed up as I am.You may think that is a good thing, but no. It is not.

I was having a good day yesterday, and today I feel, let's just say, sick. Sick not being the right word, but you can have some guesses if you want.

I FEEL LIKE _! (insert swear word of choice there)

So, enough of my pointless ranting on how bad I feel while sitting on the gym floor in P.E. typing, and here is the funny thing you came to read. (I assume)

~Rylee

SETTIING: Kitchen

SE: My real initials.

RW: Rylee Wyatt, my official alter egos.

AH: My BFF's real initials.

AJ: Aly Jackson, AH's alter ego.

RECAP:

Random Hobo: *bursts into kitchen*

CHEEZ!

SE, AH, AJ: AHHHHHH!

AH: The hobo is going to murder us!

SE: NO HE IS NOT!

AJ: HOW DO YOU KNOW?

SE: I JUST DO! WE SOULD RUN NOW!

AH: Probably…

*all 3 run out the back door*

*Random Hobo goes back into basement with cheez*

*SE, AH, and AJ stop at the park*

SE: That was close.

AH: Yeah.

SE: What? You are the one who got it started in the first place!

AH: Well sorr-y.

SE: Yeah, well now we are trapped outside.

AJ: Figured that out for yourself now did you?

SE: Yeah, I did, thanks.

AH: Well, how are we going to get back into the house?

SE: *in mysterious voice* We don't.

AJ: Uh…

AH: Creepy.

AJ: Yeah…

SE: *rolls eyes*

We can't go back in there!

AH: But we will freeze out here.

SE: Oh don't worry. I have those cheap camping blankets in a plastic wrapping!

AJ: Uh…those ones that look like aluminum foil.

SE: Yeah!

AH: Came prepared now did you?

SE: Yeah…now one for you and you and me.

*hands out the blankets*

*a few minutes later*

SE: I hate these blankets.

AJ: I see. Well this sucks.

AH: Yes, it does.

SE: Well at least we have some blankets-

AJ: These are NOT blankets. They are glorified sheets of aluminum foil!

SE: Getting all technical with me now are you?

AJ: Mmm…yes.

SE: I see.

AH: How are we going to get back into the house?

SE: Well we need a distraction.

*AH and SE look at eachother*

AH: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

AJ: I hope you aren't. That would be creepy.

SE: I might be. Depends on what you are thinking.

AH: We need…

SE and AH: UNICORNS!

AJ: Wtf?

SE: They are the ultimate distractions!

AH: Especially if it is cheese colored.

AJ: I don't get it.

SE: Don't try. Trust me.

AH: Many have gone insane trying to comprehend our messed up logic.

AJ: Um…

SE: So…how do we get a cheese colored unicorn?

AJ: You could order one online.

SE: You can order unicorns online?

AJ: Yeah.

AH: Wait, how do you know that?

AJ: Um…no reason…

SE: Riiight.

AJ: Shut up.

SE: Well, anyone have internet?

AJ: No.

AH: Negative.

SE: Well neither do I.

AH: Well how are we going to order a unicorn now?

SE: *deep in thought* We could…

AH: Could what?

SE: We could ask the internet fairy.

AJ: Internet fairy? What is that-?

SE: I told you not to try and understand.

AJ: Yeah…

AH: Oh yeah! The internet fairy! But I thought Jacob ate it.

SE: He did.

AJ: How did he do that?

SE: You don't want to know.

AJ: Probably not.

AH: Well how does Jacob eating it help us?

SE: I think he still has the fairy's powers. If we can just get him out here…

AH: Just poof him like you did me.

SE: Oh yeah!

AJ: So you can poof her here but you can't poof the hobo away?

SE: Well I could poof the hobo away, but then what fun would that be?

AJ: Well we wouldn't be in this situation.

SE: Whatever.

*magically poofs Jacob to the park*

TO BE CONTINUED…

A/N: Well to let you know, I feel better. Half of this story was written like, 2 weeks ago, and the other half just now. So happy happy day…

~Rylee

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